“Run babe! Hurry come here!” Bette still laughing..
“Oh good you aren’t that wet..hmmm I should make you wet..” Bette still chuckling.
“Bette, shit..oh well, just a little damp.” Tina was shoving Bette away and laughing too.
“Ladies, dinner is served. Elizabeth Marie, you know better.” Carol smiled at Bette and saw that she had deserted Tina as the sprinklers came on.
“Yea Elizabeth Marie!” Tina said and looked at Bette with her mouth open hearing her middle name twice..

“Mom, stop saying my middle name!” Bette chased Tina into the house.
Bette and Tina came in and they all sat down to eat. The conversation was easy and just chit chat really. Bette’s parents were so happy that Bette had met someone so nice as Tina and they were getting a long. The conversations were so easy and just great times for the family to sit around. Mark brought up how Bette was a huge swimmer and competitor.
“Bette was such a little fish in the pool, that we had to force her to come out sometimes. Bette was just a fighter, she wanted it. I never saw so much passion in a kid for a sport.” Mark was proud of Bette’s accomplishments.
“I wanted Bette to go pro in swimming then a mishap at training and her shoulder was out. Such a bummer and well, who knows what would happened. She was able to compete, but no more Olympics.” Mark was nostalgic of the practices that they went together and just hung out while waiting Bette’s turn for her heat.
“Dad, I did the best that I could..sorry for the injury. I have taken up soccer too. I can still swim though, just not that hard. I mean, come on. I can’t over work it like I did. It was my fault for not resting enough.” Mark sighed at the last comment.
“Bette, you needed to rest..but that was then. Soccer? Tina, right you play soccer?”
“Yes, we play twice a week together and it is great. I cannot believe how Bette just can do soccer. I am a bit jealous at how well she picked it up.” Tina too proud of Bette and it was something she could see with the Porters. Proud of their children even though biologically they were disconnected. The love was there and that is what Tina wanted to see and did.
“Bette, that is so great sweetie, oh we will have to go see them play Mark!” Carol beamed at the idea of seeing her daughter playing a sport again and just seeing her happy.
“Mom come on do you really want to see that? I could embarrass you..?” Carol shook her head.
“Bette, nothing could make me more proud to see you play soccer..or swim….Look I know the whole injury with swimming was hard on you. You didn’t fail us, it was hard to see you go through that process, but you made it sweetie. A biracial woman competed in the Olympics and you were known for that. Remember that baby, you did it and people know. She won’t be calling you, it’s just life, and her loss not look you up.” Tina dropped her fork.
“Bette, oh my! I should of put that together..!” Tina finally realized and didn’t ask Bette, but she is the Olympian who wanted it to be known that she was biracial and adopted.
“Of course Bette, shit..I mean crap, that is just so great. I loved that story. I wanted to do a documentary on you. Ohh….” Bette smiled and loved how Tina just got things..this was something she didn’t press on info with Tina. She didn’t tell Tina everything of her life just yet, just because, well it was sore spot.